Chapter Twenty-Two
Hunter
All the oxygen leaves my lungs as I push off the counter and lunge for Lennon like an animal. She gasps in my mouth as I bring our lips together, colliding in a desperate battle of wanting more but not letting myself get carried away again.
I’m pretty certain my heart stopped beating the moment she asked me to kiss her. Hell, I think I blacked out for a second. My head knows this is fake—it’s all show, an act, not real—but f**k, my heart doesn’t care. Tasting her, a desire I’ve craved for over two years, brings back the memories of the night we first met.
Her flirtatious smile, seductive voice, and lingering eyes were on me as I moved behind the bar to mix her drink. Goddamn, it makes me hard.
Then the reality of what I’m doing—what we’re doing—hits me like a
